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CONFESSION
I've heard confession is good for the soul
Though I wonder when it's a stairwell to a bottomless hole
Spiraling downward in rings of loneliness
Where no one will listen to a depressing endless tale
Without a witness to absolve the spirit of a body full of sin
Or anyone to care about your honesty at the fatal end
You may as well keep it to yourself
Bottled up with a cork to seal in secret stealth
How no one cared enough to share
The love you nutured within there
A lifetime of emotion filled with hope
Forever dangling at the end of a rope
Though I wonder when it's a stairwell to a bottomless hole
Spiraling downward in rings of loneliness
Where no one will listen to a depressing endless tale
Without a witness to absolve the spirit of a body full of sin
Or anyone to care about your honesty at the fatal end
You may as well keep it to yourself
Bottled up with a cork to seal in secret stealth
How no one cared enough to share
The love you nutured within there
A lifetime of emotion filled with hope
Forever dangling at the end of a rope
Published Yesterday
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Yesterday 7:03pm
Never keep it to yourself.
Silence kills. Scream all over the page. Word vomit on us. Do it! We’re resilient, we’ll survive. We clean up good.
And so will you. But if you keep it to yourself you may never get a chance to find out how spiffy we all look all cleaned up and such.
Seriously, keep posting. It helps.
Silence kills. Scream all over the page. Word vomit on us. Do it! We’re resilient, we’ll survive. We clean up good.
And so will you. But if you keep it to yourself you may never get a chance to find out how spiffy we all look all cleaned up and such.
Seriously, keep posting. It helps.
